"Everyone checked their gear, and it was almost time to jump in the skydive. ”

Several men in black tactical vests immediately stood up and carefully examined the weapons and equipment on their bodies.

"Guys, there's an update. The captain pressed one hand to his ear and continued after a while, "The target city has been subjected to electromagnetic interference for unknown reasons. ”

"Damn, how are we going to search and rescue if we can't use the radio?" one of the team members immediately complained.

Even with a face mask, the captain could feel the uneasy expressions of the players. This mission is not surprising from beginning to end, and it is a time of war, after all. A few hours earlier, they had received an order to investigate the situation and find survivors of a suspected chemical and biological weapons attack on a British city.

The armies on the periphery will be ready to act at any time according to their intelligence.

No one is surprised that after a nuclear attack on London, Britain is at war again after twenty years, whether it wants it or not. But the ensuing development has become inscrutable, and satellite photos show that there are still a large number of living residents in the city, and this is where the problem arises, with a small group of people holding weapons and firing wildly at the crowd.

It was judged to be nerve gas, but this does not make sense, if it is poison gas, why only a small number of people are infected, and only a small number of people may still be awake. He always felt that something was wrong with the mission.

That was the end of the captain's thoughts.

The green light is on, and the skydive pilot signals that the hatch can be opened.

The rear hatch slowly opened, and a cool breeze poured into the cabin.

"Everyone, let's go!" shouted the captain, "the brave will win!"

"The brave will win!"

The others jumped out of the cabin as well.

The place where they parachuted was not a remote place, just on the edge of the city, and they were soon on the road. The first scene they saw was a series of car accidents.

In a search formation, they slowly approached the scene of the crash, several cars were messily strewn across the street, and the front windshield had long since been shattered into a pile of slag. A large expanse of jet-black blood clotted on it, like some strange and bewitching plant. On the sidewalk, two black pistols lay alone on the ground, the ground covered in bullet casings.

The captain made a gesture, and one of the team members stepped forward immediately.

In less than a minute, he sent a safety signal, and the team members immediately leaned in, the captain bent his waist and quickly came to the side of the car, while the others were still on guard.

"How's it going?"

"I don't know, sir. The team hesitated, "Look in the car." ”

The captain looked into the car, and at first he was very puzzled, because he didn't see anything, but then he realized that his subordinates had shown him something, only half of the body remained, and something or some force forcibly tore the man in two from the waist.

He gasped, there was nothing strange in war, and as a veteran of the Falkland War, he knew it. Now this scene is a bit beyond his cognition.

In order to see more clearly, the captain took off the night vision device and used a tactical flashlight to observe it carefully. The corpse's wounds were uneven, which meant that he had not been cut in two by shrapnel or some other high-speed object, the doors were badly damaged, but it was evident that they were left by the high-speed impact, the airbag was cut, and the back of the seat was intact except for blood.

What the hell is going on? The captain was a little confused.

"Xiaoqiang, go and see if there are similar corpses in other vehicles. The captain muttered for a moment and ordered.

Soon the team reported that there was only one corpse. This time, all the team members gathered around. The body was completely shattered, and some kind of great force forcibly dismembered the woman, or worse, what had befallen her so horribly while she was alive.

"Captain, I think it's a bit bad. Under the gas masks, the team's voice was muffled, "This wound is not caused by a weapon, nor by a beast, at least not by a beast that I know." ”

"Ghost, what do you think?" the captain ignored him.

"I think it could be some kind of bioweapon. Judging from the corpse in the car, the other party is very flexible, not big, did not destroy the car window twice, and secondly, the intelligence is very low, since that thing can tear people in half, there is no need to do that, people can't stand it at all. ”

"And it's fast," Xiaoqiang added, "There were no obstacles in front of the first car, as if it had hit a once-transparent wall, and it was probably the thing catching up." ”

Everyone, you and I came to a conclusion, which made the hearts of the team members sink.

"It's useless to say more, we are going a little deeper, for the follow-up army, to grasp a little basic information. The captain thought seriously for a while, then turned to the crowd and said.

The squad continues on their way.

Walking on the side of the road, looking at the dense and clearly visible bullet holes on the wall, an advertising poster caught the attention of the team members, which was printed with a strange pattern with two wooden sticks crossed, and a skull hanging in the middle, and a line of text underneath: With immediate effect I am Corey Lane, crowned King of Great Britain and Ireland, and all Muggles (those who do not know magic) must stay in the house until notice of the lifting of the restrictions.

What the hell is this, Xiaoqiang thinks it's a little funny.

Suddenly, the ghost who was walking in front made a gesture. The team immediately looked for cover, and the ghost quickly retreated, forming a seemingly loose defensive formation.

"There's movement around the corner. He whispered.

Xiao Qiang listened attentively, and there was a sound of slow footsteps on the other side of the corner, very chaotic, it seems that there are a lot of things no matter what they are.

In the darkness, there were a few people faintly walking.

"It's human!"

The captain breathed a sigh of relief and motioned for Xiaoqiang to come forward and ask, and the other team members also stood up one after another and surrounded them vigilantly.

"We're a SAS rescue team, do we need medical attention?"

Xiaoqiang said to the people who came over.

The visitor didn't speak, but kept coming to them.

"Hey, didn't you hear me? Does anyone need a doctor? You don't look good. "The tactical flashlight shone on the comer's clothes, revealing a large area of blood.

"Oh God," Xiaoqiang hurriedly shone in their faces.

I saw the comer, with sunken, non-visual eyes and a frightening pale face, walking slowly towards them.

The man still didn't say a word, and moved straight towards them.

"Stop!" roared the captain.

The other team members also raised their guns, and the group didn't seem to want to be normal.

"I repeat, stop!"

They just moved on in silence, and with a clear goal, they were going around a car parked on the side of the street.

"They're zombies, sir!

"Shut up!" said the captain with a low growl, "the ghost, the scarecrow, find a way back. ”

"We are authorized to use lethal weapons, I repeat, we are authorized to use lethal weapons, and if you don't stop, I'll give the order to open fire. ”

As the oddities drew closer, their withered hands raised, their hollow, foggy eyes staring at them, stared at by a pair of empty eyes—strangely they should have no sight, but creature instinct tells you that they are staring at you—with a look of disdain on their sunken faces.

Suddenly another group of strange people came out of the street corner, only two or three meters away from one of the team members, and the frightened team members subconsciously pulled the trigger.

"Bang bang bang!"

A short shot hit him in the chest, but the weirdo only paused slightly, and the bullet pierced through his skin and guts, but otherwise it didn't seem to do any damage.

“F*K！”

"Hit them in the head!"

"Fire!" the captain gave the order, everyone opened fire in unison, and a short rapid fire rang out, I don't know if it was suggested by the team member, all the bullets were directed towards the head, which was not quite conventional, no one on the battlefield would pursue a headshot, and a hit to a human torso was usually enough to kill or incapacitate a person.

The bullet penetrated their brains, but to no avail. None of the attacks left a trail of blood, and now that the two were closer, the team could even smell rancidity.

"Damn, this game is unreliable!"